Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1887-03-23
Massareene. "You can't marry such a
fellow as that"
"What have you to say against him?"
asks Che eagerly. Oh! if only some in

"What have you to say against him9"
asks She eagerly. Oh! if only some in
sur1npuntable obstacle could be shown.
"Why, nothing'' says Massareene.
"OnIy he Is such a''-ho checks himself
just lin time-''such an uncomfortable
sort of fellow" he concludes rather
la1nely.
"Tell me-" says Miss Grey, in q very
low tbne, "you are member of his club'
And f-have heard-that is, they say
he-0ambles good deal. Is this true?"
MI Massareene grows crimson.
COIL by Jove, you know! You can't
expect me to answer questions about
another man, and that man my rival"
he says. "I-I didn't expect you would
do tint, you know"
You won't tell me, then?" says she.
"Lknow nothing of his gambling. !
know nothing at all to his discredit," says
MassAreenc, slowly, his eyes on the
ground.
Then you would let me marry him
to beImudc miserable-rather than sacri.
flee Hscertain sense of honor?' asks she
sorrogfully.
,"MDu shouldn't tempt me like thisW
exclHims lie, with q sudden touch of pas
sion t'The very knowledge that he is
syouS Scccepted. loyer---at least, your future
husband''-he makes his correction be-
cause of little deprecatory gesture on
her part-"and that I-cven apart from
that facilitate him, compels me to 81
lence. And--and even suppose he does
gamble bit heavily now and then, why
he may give that up when-when he IS
married." says Massareene, stumbling
over the hateful sentence, and trying to
be as Just to his rival as nature will
permit him.
II sec," says Millicent She is silent
for quite two minutes-a long time when
one is waiting anxiously for the next
word. 81 have heard" she says, now
very seriously, "that he plays for such
high stakes that he is often at his wits
end to know how to meet his debts Of
honor-so-called. Hearing this has led
me to the belief that he is marrying me
more as means Of gaining money to carry
on his play than from any higher mo-
tive"
"There you wrong him., says Massa-
reene eagerly. "He is no defaulter,
whatever else he may be. He lost
tremendous sum to Black, Of the Blues,
about two months ago; but he paid up
far sooner than Black ever expected.
And he has given an o U to Burnaby
to pay him next month, and''- He
stops short. "Lots Of fellows play pretty
high before they settle down." he says,
great generosity compelling him to say
an exculpatory word for the man who is,
perhaps, the only living thing he detests.
II quite understand" returns Mill
cent slowly. lit is very good Of you; but
only what I expected. There is, how
ever, one thing that puzzles me-where
my cousin got the money to pay that tre-
mendous sum to Col. Black"
"You probably know more of his pri-
vate concerns than I do," says Massareene
carelessly. "He always appears to me to
have plenty of money. Enough of him,
however. There is something that con-
Germs me that I would tell you. You
know my uncle Lord Ballymore? Well,
last night he said he would allow me
e3O0 year in addition to my present
income, which is five, you know, if-if
you would have me. He admires you
very much"
"And hates Grant, a good deal more!
know all about that old story, and do
not blame Lord Ballymore for his dislike
of my excellent cousin"
"You don't think you could do it on
the eight hundred?" asks the young man
wistfully.
Miss Grey's ears are well trained, and
now she hears a step approaching-oh!
80 softly!
= some never thinks neutrality-suspicious. is
no time" she says, in clear, distinct
tone. "Tea, Grant? Thanks No;
nothing else, thank you; unless, indeed,
it be one of those little waters that auntie
seems so meanly determined to keep all
to herself"
Grant hastens to obey her command.
"a last word," says Massareene quick
ly. "Do you know Miss Duran?"
'Mr. Duran's aunt? Yes"
"Well, and so do I. She receives
every Wednesday. lift could be only
sure that she would receive you next
Wednesday," He has risen, and is gaz-
ing down ut her, his heart in his eyes.
"Why--if you are there you will see,"
returns she, with light laugh, rs Grant
again approaches.